Your mind races, trying to figure out what to do, but it's like your body isn't responding. All you can do is stand there, rigid as a board, while you... brother kisses you like a long-lost lover. Or like a whore in the bathroom of a public park.After what seems like several hours he breaks the kiss and lifts his face off yours. He still holds your face in his hands. You feel a single tear running down the corner of your nose, and he leans in and licks the tear away. Your heart is pounding. "What about insurance? She'd have to have identification! She'd have to give them her Social Security number." We'll use cash," Brenda said. "No one will ask for identification if we don't USE insurance. And she'll give the doctors MY Social Security number. And MY name."I blinked. It couldn't be that simple. I tried desperately to think of something that wouldn't be covered by such an easy ruse. Exasperated, I turned to Dee. Her eyes remained downcast. She was still blushing; and she was. They made their way towards the counter, behind which they found a locked door to the inns store room. Instead of searching for a key, the figure through their own force of strength kicked the door off its hinges, it crashed down inside the store room. The figure then rushed in and found it still stocked, after a quick frantic search they grabbed a bottle of mead, ripping the cork with no effort and began to guzzle it down, as they lifted their head up, their hood fell back revealing a rather. When the train stopped at Palmerston North I paid for a cup of tea, which I took back on board to drink. Half an hour later I was asleep, my rolled up greatcoat jammed between the window and the seat back and cushioning my head.I woke from an erotic dream about me and my fiancé, feeling a hand softly fondling my erect cock through the stiff serge of my battledress trousers. As I opened my eyes I realised that the compartment light had been turned off, and was lit only by the dim light from the.